Press conference at the International Hotel in Las Vegas, NV, August 1, 1969.
I Promise I’m Not a Murderer: The Story of a Researching Writer
now with a sequel:
I Swear I’m Not Pregnant, I’m Just Naming Characters
Don’t forget: I’m not Trying to Break Into This Building, I Just Need to Know the Layout of it
The Sequel: I’m Really Not Poisoning Anyone, I Just Need To Know The Symptoms OF Poisoning And How Long They WOULD Take To Die From It.
Additionally: Please Don’t Put Me In A CIA Prison, I’m Just Trying To Figure Out How A Character Could Sneak Into Afghanistan From Pakistan While Avoiding the Border Police and the US Military.
And the grand finale: Hi Homeland Security How Are You Hope You’re Enjoying My Browsing I’m Not Really Going to Weaponize Smallpox I Just Need to Be Sure of the Symptomatic Progression After a Virulence Spike (Hint It’s Pretty Fast).
The Google history of a writer is a dark and sordid place.
Way to be, duck!
At first I didn’t like Chris Traeger, but now I literally love him.
(Source: youbeautifultropicalfish)
Maggie in Southern Gods by John Hornor Jacobs